Chapter 77: The Seven Days of Annihilation (Part 6)
Qiao Wan released his collar, so that she could step back before the blood splatter could reach her.
As soon as Feng Wangyan saw her, his face turned even more pale with anger. He swept his sleeve and grabbed Qiao Wan's shoulder, throwing her aside.
Qiao Wan took a step back, steadying herself and looked at him coldly.
"Don't I have the right to say these things?"
He glanced at the beast lying on the ground and the two figures supporting each other behind Qiao Wan, coldly mocking, "Just a fourth-grade monster, and you've made yourself so miserable. Isn't that the truth?"
He was an ancient demon, born in Danxue Mountain. Since birth, he had been a golden core cultivator and was destined to stand at the pinnacle. He didn't need to, nor did he have to care about other people's opinions or show empathy towards others!
Feng Wangyan held his chest, his anger turning into a mocking smile. "I don't have the right? Then who does? You? Just a foundation establishment cultivator, and I could easily kill you with a flick of my finger."
This laughter once again triggered his wound, almost causing him to cough up blood.
He clenched his teeth, his face turning grim, but he managed to hold it in.
Perhaps the servant girl in front of him reminded him of that useless person from before. As soon as these words were spoken, Feng Wangyan's eyes flickered and he stared intently at this ignorant beginner, feeling a bit of murderous intent in his heart.
Everyone present had stepped on corpses, braved blood rain, and fought their way out.
As this killing intent emerged, a cold flash of a blade suddenly appeared!
Qiao Wan turned around to look.
Behind her, the Four Spirits, who were covered in smoke and had their bodies burned to a fleshly mess, suddenly drew their swords and grinned.
"Just a beginner? What if I join in too?"
This sentence seemed to break some taboo, and almost instantly, the place was filled with flashes of blades and swords.
The flashes of blades and swords all had one thing in common.
They were all aimed at the man on the steps!
"Count me in!"
"And me too."
"Include me," a sturdy man laughed, "after all, I'm a gold core cultivator."
Even if this phoenix has a high level of cultivation, they don't believe they can't defeat him together and turn him into a bald chicken.
Feng Wangyan stared at the group of "useless" people in front of him, his expression constantly changing.
Yes.
Maybe one person can't defeat him.
But what if it's a group of people?
Feng Wangyan's gaze swept over the people below the stairs.
Led by Qiao Wan.
Their clothes were tattered and their faces were almost unrecognizable due to the smoke from the fourth-level monster.
But their eyes all shared the same determination.
One foundation building stage cultivator, of course, couldn't handle a late-stage golden core cultivator like him.
But if you add another group of foundation building and golden core cultivators, that's uncertain.
As long as Qiao Wan raises her arm and calls, the brothers behind her, without hesitation, would immediately rush forward. This is the camaraderie that was forged in life and death battles over the past few days, surpassing age and gender.
To be honest, they had a dislike for this phoenix for a long time.
"Before going on this expedition, didn't we all slaughter a chicken for good luck?" Baihu Ershisan said with a grin, "Brothers, isn't this an opportunity right in front of us?"
Feng Wangyan suddenly became very angry!
Although everyone was smiling, the Four Spirits were not fools. Their mouths tightened and their eyes focused on the movements on the steps.
As long as this phoenix dared to make a move, they would turn it into a chicken that only walks on the ground.
The atmosphere became tense and stagnant.
Just at that moment, Mu Xiaoxiao finally seemed to come to her senses. She hurriedly put down what she was doing and rushed to Feng Wangyan's side.
"Little... little phoenix, let it go," Mu Xiaoxiao said, pursing her lips. She worriedly tugged at Feng Wangyan's clothes.
Baihu Ershisan glanced at Mu Xiaoxiao on the steps and grinned, "Now that you mention it, isn't Xin Yi also a girl?"
It wouldn't be fair for Miss Mu to have someone protecting her while Xin Yi has no one.
That's terrible, but we all fought together as brothers.
"What's the point of threatening a woman, why not come after us?"
"Yes! What kind of hero attacks women?!"
Feng Wangyan's face turned pale with anger as he glanced at the leader, Qiao Wan, almost spitting out blood from the rage.
Even someone as proud as him couldn't help but swear at this moment.
A woman?!
Is this thing in front of him considered a woman?!
She's plain-looking, ignorant, what kind of woman is she?!
Mu Xiaoxiao was surprised and looked at the maid amidst the flying ashes.
If it wasn't for a slight difference in figure, it would be hard to tell the difference between the men standing on the steps and her.
They all came from the horrors of war.
For a moment, Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly felt uneasy.
She quickly let go of Feng Wangyan's sleeve and looked at Qiao Wan.
"This...Little Phoenix did something wrong. It's understandable that Miss Xin Yi is angry."
"But...the little phoenix has grown up in the Broken Bone Deep Abyss since he was young, and he has never interacted with people before. He may be a bit straightforward, but he is not inherently bad..."
Mu Xiaoxiao blushed and her eyes shimmered with tears as she apologized, "Please forgive me, Miss Xin Yi..."
"I apologize on behalf of the little phoenix."
Before she could finish her words, someone interrupted her.
"It's not your place to apologize," Baihu Ershisan said, glancing sideways. "Xin Yi wasn't angry at you."
The eldest brother of the Four Spirits, with droopy eyelids, glanced at the helpless young girl amidst the flickering flames.
She truly seemed lost, with glistening tears, a pitiful sight.
Unfortunately, looks alone aren't enough. They can't survive on beauty alone. They are not the type of young gentlemen who melt at the sight of a pretty lady.
Although it was indeed pleasing to the eye.
The big brothers of the Four Spirits touched their noses and thought to themselves that they were really worthless. But that was all. This girl in front of them didn't fit in and shouldn't have appeared in this situation.
Mu Xiaoxiao's lips trembled as she looked at the shining swords and the men who were ready to fight. "Taoist friends, you have misunderstood. I didn't mean any harm."
"I just..." Her clear eyes were filled with mist. "I just see that the situation is urgent today, different from before. I don't want everyone to get angry over such a small matter."
But the big brothers of the Four Spirits, who used to smile at her, now acted like rude guys who ignored her completely. Their attitude hadn't softened at all.
"Miss Mu, this is none of your business. Leave."
Being scolded like that, the girl suddenly felt a little lost. For the first time, she felt empty inside, a mix of sourness and bitterness, without a clear purpose.
Actually, by taking care of these disciples in front of her, she herself may have had some selfish intentions. The younger martial sister who is favored in Kunshan had long been accustomed to countless eyes focused on her.
But this time, everything suddenly didn't go as planned.
A short flight of steps, like a formidable barrier.
On top of the steps, high and mighty, with robes untouched by dust and frost.
And below the steps, emerging from bloodshed and warfare.
Mu Xiaoxiao anxiously glanced at Qiao Wan.
Unbeknownst to her, the little maid below the steps had already made friends with so many brave companions.
Mu Xiaoxiao forced a smile and tugged at Feng Wangyan's sleeve, whispering softly, "Little phoenix, let it go."
Of course, a fight didn't break out.
Just as Feng Wangyan was about to explode in anger, Pei Chunzheng and Xiao Boyang, leading the other Four Spirits disciples, rushed back.
As Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes turned slightly red, the young boy was startled. He turned his head and glanced at Qiao Wan, but all he saw was her silhouette sitting among the disciples of the Four Spirits.
Xiao Boyang looked at Mu Xiaoxiao and then at the group of miserable gentlemen. He clenched his teeth and went to sit with them.
Originally worried that they were injured, Xiao Boyang realized upon sitting with them that he had been deeply deceived. It was not at all what he had thought.
Although they looked pitiful, the group of gentlemen chatted together like girls in a dormitory, gossiping and talking.
They wanted brothers, not women.
Abandoning the young master of the Xiao family, who didn't care about his beloved, Xiao Boyang listened absently as the gentlemen chatted.
Recalling the image of the young girl with red eyes, a young disciple of the Four Spirits finally felt a pang of guilt and couldn't bear to see it.
"Hey, aren't we going a bit too far?"
"What do you mean too far?"
"Taoist Friend Mu is still a girl after all."
Unexpectedly, Baihu Ershisan glanced sideways and said, "Why, isn't Xin Yi a girl anymore?"
"When we were fighting earlier, I saw you sneaking behind Xin Yi quite smoothly."
The young man immediately blushed and said, "That... that's different! Taoist Friend Mu... Taoist Friend Mu seems rather delicate."
And also, she is pretty.
Beautiful women always evoke sympathy.
Baihu Ershisan pointed at the ground and made a profound judgment, "There are plenty of delicate girls, but they just don't fit in here."
"If I like someone, why wouldn't I go to Chunfeng Tower? There are plenty of beautiful girls there. Besides," Baihu Ershisan rubbed his chin confidently, "Xin Yi is not any less attractive than Mu Xiaoxiao."
Suddenly, all the men present cast a deep look at Qiao Wan.
"What can I say?" Xuanwu Sanershier squatted down, tilted his head to glance at Qiao Wan, and seemed a bit conflicted. "She's good-looking, quite good-looking."
"As for what makes her good-looking..."
The girl in front of them wasn't particularly beautiful.
Xuan Wu racked his brain and had a sudden idea, "Fights are the most exciting to watch!"
When Xiao Boyang heard this, he couldn't help but glance at her.
During the fight, she calmly swung the hammer, each strike ending a foe, and the dark eyes reflected the splatters of blood in the air.
The young master of the Xiao family considered himself quite picky about aesthetics.
Upon thinking back, it was indeed still enjoyable to watch.
"Yes, yes, yes! Xin Yi doesn't look any worse than Miss Mu!"
Driven by the deep bond of camaraderie, the men affectionately patted Qiao Wan's shoulder and began praising her average face.
"Look at Xin Yi's strong shoulders!"
"Fights are so exciting to watch! It's making me itch with anticipation."
The men had no shame and spoke without any relevance.
Qiao Wan was startled for a moment, then opened her mouth.
To be honest, this is the first time she received so many compliments about her appearance, except from Gan Nan.
With all the handsome "Four Spirits" boys looking at her, Qiao Wan's expressionless face started to emit hot air.
The heat rose from her neck in waves.
"Her face... is it turning red?!"
Feeling startled, Xuanwu Thirty-two, who was quick to speak, coughed twice and blocked in front of Qiao Wan, saying, "What are you looking at? Can't you see that you're just staring at this girl? Are you not ashamed?"
"The heat is so strong here, obviously caused by the fire. Am I right?"
Qiao Wan stood up with a sudden movement, saying coldly, "I'm going to find Mrs. Cen."
The straight guys who were left behind couldn't understand.
Why did she suddenly leave? And why does she look so serious? Don't girls like to hear compliments?
With a smug expression, Young Master Xiao from the Xiao family scoffed dismissively.
They walked all the way to the entrance of Cold Mountain Yard and Qiao Wan's face had just cooled down a bit when they bumped into someone outside Cold Mountain Yard.
Xiu Quan stared with his wide eyes, "Miss Lu, what happened to your face?"
Qiao Wan replied seriously, "It got burned."
Perhaps Qiao Wan's direct gaze was too honest, because the young man's face suddenly turned a little red. He awkwardly touched his head and spoke first, "I... I came to find Madam for a reexamination."
Qiao Wan, through Xiu Quan's blinking eyes and his obvious suspicious attitude, keenly sensed that something was not right. It definitely wasn't as simple as a reexamination.
The young man, having his little thoughts exposed by the young maid in front of him, shifted his gaze slightly. He squatted down by the door and waved his hand, saying, "I don't have any ulterior motives."
"I'm just a little curious," the young man said sheepishly as he touched his nose. "And besides, the head of the Cen family is still inside."
Thinking of this, Xiu Quan couldn't help but force a bitter smile.
Qiao Wan was surprised, her face cooled down completely. "Cen Xiangnan is here?"
The young man's face suddenly became a bit unreadable, and both of his dog ears stood up high. "Yes, I heard that Shichun Hall just won a game, so I took the opportunity to come and see the lady."
